Open your eyes now Adam

Open your eyes now Adam

7 September 2015

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She whispers to him

Open your eyes now Adam

He awakes never

 

The sun rises cold

In weary heart that tires

From vulture’s pecking

 

Let me now forsake

A world where war is holy

Be greatest sinner

 

Where love is banned sin

Let me spread the unholy

Be ever banished

 

The woodlands are burnt

She, female Prometheus

Scorched her own pasture

 

Nowhere would she hide

Though Lords could claim all stardom

Knowledge is for all

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Shades grow in heart’s wells

Overflowing with the Love

Bound to no human

 

Wells in hearts grow tears

Raindrops from the sky listen

To patter on cheeks

 

Tears in mind grow roots

That reach seeping to the grounds

Where water runs scarce

 

Let me nourish Earth

With the wells of my mind’s heart

And perish in here

 

Tomorrow will grow

Twenty-three white lilies tall

As I birth again

 

I whisper to him

Open your eyes now Adam

He sleeps forever

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A day will soon come (Translation of Il viendra le jour)

A day will soon come

August 30, 2015

(Original french version here – Il viendra le jour )

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A distant call rings

Black echoes from beyond grave

Bring me back your blood

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Served bloody sausage

Of our dead future

Oh what rotten fruit

.

Indigested dish

Brings back weary memories

From depths I had slain

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It I had reviled

Tasted it in weightlessness

Stealthily, hidden

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Heavy, disgusting

Sour-bitter of a dead past

An acid reflux

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Vomit your offal

Finally free my stomach

To digest other

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I would tear my skin

If it were to bear your stench

Make it new banner

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I will clamour loud

The withering of my sighs

Satirised in vain

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To live and then die

Of nature to wound myself

That in me slithers

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A life extinguished

I collected the ashes

And made a new shroud

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To die and then live

Did I have to use the if/saw (play on si – scie in the French version i.e. the if or the saw)

To cut everything

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A day will soon come

Where a beautiful bright void

Will cleanse my stomach

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